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Tag Archives: Flash fiction
They had come at night, that one time. It was a still night; not a breath of wind, yet there had been a zephyr-like sound, a series of popping noises, and then they were simply there. Naturally, I’d been a … Continue reading
Every year, without fail, they return to the same spot; the place where they met. They have no need to speak. Many words have been exchanged in the past. Most were pleasant, some were banal, a few were heated. Now, … Continue reading
I shaded my eyes from the fierce sky glow and peered across the tops of the trees spread out below. The locator indicated that the beacon was about twenty klicks to the north. On the horizon I could see a … Continue reading
Every Earth Day I force myself to look at it. It sits in its place on the wall, oblivious to the new reality. A mute reminder of that time, long ago now; an epoch some consider to be the pinnacle … Continue reading
Woe is me. For what is my purpose but to shed light upon the darkness? I’ll admit that I’m not nearly as beneficial as some other sources of illumination, but if you are bereft of choice I’ll do my level … Continue reading
I’d been thrown clear. The last thing I remembered before the crash was chatter on the radio; advice to stash personal items and to be armed to the teeth before landing… Amazed that I’d survived, I crawled back to the … Continue reading
The door at the top of the house hadn’t been opened in years. There’s a flappy thing — I think it’s called an ‘escutcheon’ — that covers the keyhole; sometimes I would move it aside and peer inside, imagining what … Continue reading
The old man in the shop had promised her it would work when she least expected it to, so, although she couldn’t really afford it, she’d bought it. She’d taken it home and waited, patiently. But it just sat there. … Continue reading